If we listened to our intellect we’d never have a love affair. We’d never have a friendship. We’d never go in business because we’d be cynical: “It’s gonna go wrong.” Or “She’s going to hurt me.” Or, “I’ve had a couple of bad love affairs, so therefore …” Well, that’s nonsense. You’re going to miss life. You’ve got to jump off the cliff all the time and build your wings on the way down.
I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
I know, I know, but I just can’t. It just simply does not compute!
Sometimes when you meet someone, there’s a click. I don’t believe in love at first sight but I believe in that click.
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Ann Aguirre, Blue Diablo (via roscoe-)
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I can’t comment on the girl’s secret, i have no idea, but the guy’s one is sooooo spot on…
small price ?? SMALL???? Seems an unreasonably large price to pay for so little at times. Yet…
I’m a fool, to confuse this with goodness. I am not good. I know too much to be good. I know myself. I know myself to be vengeful, greedy, secretive and sly.
I cannot speak of what I feel, and yet I feel so much…
